CHANGING DIRECTION CAN BE A GOOD IDEA.

Image © Rodd Chant 2012
During the past three weeks I have been working on some new plans for my creative operation, Parlor. It involves some new ways of working, some new thoughts on where I believe certain industries are moving towards, and also creating a way of working that balances out self satisfaction as well as business achievements, or to put it simply – a better work/life balance.
Changing course, be it a major shift in direction or a small deviation, is the fortunate prerogative of any small or independent business owner, and one that shouldn’t be shied away from if the desire is there.
Following the herd can be good for some, but for others it can lead straight to the meat factory or the edge of a cliff. For the brave few that decide to buck the accepted status quo and find a new path there are often rewards waiting for them.
Now this may seem like an odd analogy, especially from a business or career perspective, but there was recently story about this, as in not following the herd, and it resulted in a happy ending.
On April 11th this year, in New Jersey, a young steer, who had already been delivered to the slaughterhouse, somehow broke free and made a run for it. His escape caught the attention of many on the streets, who were cheering him on, and he even had a Twitter account set up in his honor. You can read about his exploits here.
His decision not to stay with the pack garnered a positive outcome for him, as it was decided that he had earned his freedom and will now live out the rest of his days on a farm, and boy does he have a story to tell the other cattle (they do talk to each other, right?). Maybe he can teach some of the others his escape methods.
Putting bovine escapades aside, there is a more homo sapien story that I witnessed, at least partially, in person.
Harking back to my glorious days in the music business, there was a band that I had crossed paths with several times on the road, I even ended up appearing in one of their music video’s, but that’s another story.
The band was called The Cockroaches; they were a bunch of clean-cut guys playing pop rock songs that the female teen audience gravitated towards in the 80’s in Sydney, Australia.
They had quite a nice following, they were selling records, appearing on TV, doing the touring circuit, and for all intents and purposes they were doing well for themselves. And, every encounter I had with them, they proved to be nice guys as well, which is an added bonus.
But as anyone knows, the music business is a harsh bedfellow and one that makes earning a good living not for the faint of heart. Hunter S. Thompson summed it up best – “The music business is a cruel and shallow money trench, a long plastic hallway where thieves and pimps run free, and good men die like dogs. There’s also a negative side.”
So there must have come a time when members of The Cockroaches decided enough was enough, maybe they grew tired of dining at late night burger joints on lonely highways, or it could have been the endless hours spent in the back of a mini van heading to yet another non-descript country town, far from family and friends.
Somewhere, on one of these highways, I’m guessing a plan was hatched, one that involved changing course, in quite an unexpected direction. It was a plan that turned The Cockroaches into The Wiggles, yes, The Wiggles, those of the colorful skivvies who are always trying to wake up Jeff.
The same year they switched course, 1991, was the same year I made my leap from the music business into the advertising business. There must have been something in the air or water that year.
A few years later, around 1997 or 1998, I crossed paths with The ex-Cockroaches again, this time it was on a sound stage. I was shooting a TV commercial on one stage, and on the neighboring sound stage The Wiggles were in full production mode.
It was here that I got a glimpse into how they continued to re-think what it was they were doing.
They were making their new DVD; it was a flurry of bright skivvies (of course), a pirate with a feather sword, and other characters that capture the attention of the younger set.
But they had streamlined the process, by having full editing facilities on site, so after a scene had been shot it went straight into editing. By the end of the day they had a fully finished product, a new one hour show ready to be packaged and released. We on the other hand were weeks away from from finishing our 30 second commercial.
When I saw their streamlined approach I thought it was genius, and again, they had proven to be the smart guys in the room.
All it takes is a quick search of the online business pages to see the phenomenal success that The Wiggles has become. I’m pretty sure they are not missing the greasy roadside burgers and late night mini van rides, okay occasionally they may, when nostalgia kicks in.
Changing course, or a little bit of re-invention, seems to have paid off for these guys, it didn’t harm them when they dropped one direction for another, in fact, it appears to have been the best decision they could have made. Maybe a few more of us need to take a leaf from Jeff’s book, and wake up to what’s possible if you’re willing to take a risk and change direction.
Rodd Chant








